I went to bed on the sofa keeping a bright nightlight to ward off the monsters that come out in the dark. That night, as with all of her visits, I was...’t worried about monsters. It was her nightmares. Night terrors they’re called now. Horrifying dreams so intense, they consume a person as they sleep and terrify those that hear the moans and screams forced from their sleeping lips. They didn’t happen every night she stayed with us, but they occurred often, sometimes several times a night.. I'd probably be dead if I didn't find the bighorn they came from. Third, they are a reminder of how powerful I became and they also remind me how dangerous I could be if I don't keep myself in check. The two of you will be given to Goodwill or put out in the garage before any of these are if I have anything to do about it. And you might as well know, this is a spanking offense." I looked Bev in the eye and she looked down. "Don't think you can get away with getting rid of any of this stuff. As I continued to watch, he sat down on the commode and started stroking his cock. It started to grow before my eyes and I could see that it was so thick his fingers could barely reach all the way around it. I still couldn't see his head but my mouth was salivating over what I could see. I saw some clear liquid beading up in his pee-hole. I couldn't wait any longer, I wanted to taste that hard cock so I knelt down and put my finger into the hole and wiggled it, the universal sign that I wanted. I watched my sister bounce up and down on my cock, her big tits shaking freely, seemingly enjoying the ride. My whole cock filled her as her body slammed down on me and her breathing returned to erratic. I waited a couple of minutes until I sensed she was close before I timed it perfectly as I bucked up to meet her downward motion. "Oh fucking God," she screamed. We continued to collide together as I went up and she came down and she became very animated. "Fuck biiiiig brother," "Fill your slut.